Death put a kiss upon both of your eyelids
And promised to care for you far more than I did
He whispered a secret he’d never confided
To anyone, ever before

So did you go, and my name was forgotten
No more than a plight you were tragically caught in
A broken umbrella, you carelessly bought when
The world threw a storm at your door

Life put a penny on each of your eyelids
And promised a heaven with dreams undivided
It offered a hand, and it carefully guided
You there to a desolate shore

I still return, and I look look at the weather
And fondly remember my time as your tether
Umbrellas, I know, aren’t meant for forevers
But still, if you need me, I’m yours